Shipping Car From Los Angeles To Honolulu Stories

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Chocolate Kisses Ch. 11

by calibeachgirl on Sep 19, 2017
Romance

Chapter 11 We make decisions and we live with them Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 Thursday, February 18th, 1932 El Segundo, California The morning sunlight lit him up and she could see the exhaustion in his eyes. Another lengthy, enthusiastic night had worn him out and the lack of sleep was starting to take its toll. He sat down an...

Helping Sasha

by Arkasha on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

"I really need some help. Can you come over to my cabin? Are you off for a bit?" Sasha and I had been friends for a few months now, but this was the first time I'd heard this tone of voice. "No problem, I've got nothing going on. Be there in a sec," I said. I'd been working on the Enchantment since December. She was a 2,500 passenger cruise ship, and we w...

Double Take Ch. 02

by thrillerauthor on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

For those who missed Part I, the players are: Sandy Lane, pro surfer with an uncanny resemblance to... Ashley Vaughn, gorgeous Hollywood starlet in a TV series produced by... Darla Palmer, who convinces Sandy to bob his nose after he is punched out by rival surfer... Buster Cruz, whose mysterious death in Honolulu is being investigated by... Detective H...

Desiring Desirae

by adoration on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

I had just got the Boeing 747-400 up to our cruising altitude of 35,000 feet, about 25 minutes out of Los Angeles International, when there was a tap on the cockpit door, followed by the delightful blonde stew, Debbie, with coffee for myself, First Office Smith and Flight Engineer Brown. "Thanks Debbie, just what the doctor ordered," I smiled, accepting my...

Chocolate Kisses Ch. 12

by calibeachgirl on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 12 Tickets to Paradise Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 With great thanks to Pepper Pace, Elliot and Reverend Joe for reading the rough drafts and support... and to Martine, the love of my life. * Late Thursday, March 3rd, 1932 The El Segundo house Dinner was over. Roast pork with apples sauce, mashed potatoes with butter a...

Kathy Gets Lei'd in Hawaii

by JeepGC on May 11, 2020
Loving Wives

The hot, humid Hawaiian air hit us like a ton of bricks as soon as we departed the aircraft. At first it was stifling, but by the time we got our bags and rented a car, our bodies had done a good job of adjusting to the new atmosphere. Even though back home in Los Angeles it was warm, this was different. This was tropical. And it felt good! You could see it...

Postcards Ch. 01

by pocketrocket on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Prelude: Economy Flight Author's Note: This short section is largely a repeat of the end of How [K]itten Met [T]eddybear. If you have read that story, you can skip this chapter. *** Depart: 9:20 a.m., Arrive: 12:05 a.m. Sat, May 26 Philadelphia (PHL),Los Angeles, CA (LAX) Travel Time: 5 hr 45 mn Distance: 3,406 miles Flight: IT641 Aircraft: Airbus A...

Matchmaker 02: February

by SanityCheck on May 11, 2020
Romance

Brooklyn I settled behind the antique wooden desk in my office. The Ryker Teaton job was proving to be a challenge. Ryker was one of the youngest clients I'd ever had, only twenty-five, and had been born with a platinum spoon in his mouth. He didn't know what he wanted, only what he didn't. What he didn't want was a woman picked out by his overbearing moth...

Gilligan’s Island, the Rescue

by GuessImJamie on Mar 3, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Gilligan's Island, the Rescue Gilligan hopped out of his hammock and ran out into the noonday sun looking for the Skipper. He ran into Mr. and Mrs. Howell's tent where he interrupted their noonday activities. "Mr. Howell, Mr. Howell," he said, "have you seen the Skipper?" Thurston Howell the third was dressed in a yellow wool sweater over a green button-d...

Ohana Ch. 02

by jehoram on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

In 2001, my grandfather died at the age of eighty. His name was Miguel Martinez, but everybody called him "Mike." That's what people call me, too, and always have, although my own given name is "Michael." I didn't know Grandpa Mike well, but since I was his closest surviving relative, I was named executor of his estate. You've met Mike if you've read the s...